Pakastani

THat is because we are Pakistani

Fazlu migrated from Peshawar to Bronx and started in first Grade.

First day after school when his father picked him up in his taxi, Fazlu was ecstatic. “You know what, Abba-jaan?” he said, “The teacher asked all the kids in my class to count. Most could count only till ten; some till twenty; I was the only one who could count till hundred!”

“Son! That is so because we are from Pakistan and we worship Allah and Allah has blessed us!” the father said with a big proud grin on his face.

Second day after school Fazlu was animated again. As soon as he sat in the back seat of his father’s cab, he started, “You know what, Abba-jaan? The teacher asked all the kids in my class to say their alphabet. Most could say only till G; some till L; I was the only one who could say A-Z!”

“Son! That is so because we are from Pakistan and we worship Allah and Allah has blessed us!” the father said again.

Third day after school Fazlu was in bragging mood again. “You know what, Abba-jaan? We had gym today. I could run faster and jump higher and throw further than all the other kids. And when we took shower – I was bigger than all the other boys. But I know why that is so. That is so because we are from Pakistan and we worship Allah and Allah has blessed us! Isn’t it

Abba-jaan?”

“ No son. That is so because you are eighteen.” The father said quietly